Moving and Moving
Traveling and Traveling;
day and night
Humans packed like sardines;
Sinked on the sea
Deserted at the desert
not getting to the destination
North to south
West to East
Moving like Israelites
Some get there
distributed at any work
selling their bodies;
getting there
regretting at the end
Oh Survival of our time
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Author:
D\'Poetic Princess (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 29th, 2026 12:54
- Category: Reflection
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- In collections: Creative Africa Ink.
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Comments2
This poem was a sad one due to the subject matter. Well written
Yes it is so sad even when writing it, I was teary.
Thank you so much
You are most welcome
People subjected to forces greater than themselves. With much hope but ending in disillusionment.
Your story stark, without embroidery.
Thanks.
Thank you so much
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